Your 45

Lost and found
Reminiscing about my teens
It’s a postcard scene from Kona town
Sitting in my hotel room
Oooh on a cold London afternoon
My glass is red
Staring out my window
Over the streets
There’s a cool breeze. I freeze
Sit back in my seat
The radio is painted blue
And it’s crying the bed too big without you
Now that I’m done, now that
Do you remember those songs that keep us up all night long?
Slowly rocking you all the time
Baby put on your 45
And let it take over
You’ve got the love that I want girl
Right on time ooh
Just an old 45
My partner in crime yeah
To steal the rest of you
Like a thief, oh a thief until my hands are on you
Now that your gone, now that your
Do you remember those songs that kept us all night long?
Slowly rocking you all the time
Baby put on your 45
And let it take over
Won’t you take over?
Won’t you take over?